Wings of the Seraph Ch. 02

It was in that exact moment the last of my resistance crumbled. I didn't just kiss her; I devoured her. If she had been any other woman I would have grabbed her by the thighs, slammed her against the door, and fucked her until she screamed for mercy. But her tail was doing all the work, and I cried out in anticipation of a climax so hard I half expected my seed to fire straight through the bulkhead.

But just before I unloaded, Kaveri pulled her lips away and smiled. "I think I will take that protein malt after all."

She was on her knees before I could respond. While her fingers squeezed the back of my thighs, holding me steady and close, her cranial tendrils took over. Two of the slender tentacles lovingly rubbed the tip of my cock, and the others began pumping the shaft. My hands reflexively dropped to her horns, clutching them like perfect handholds as she opened her lips and looked up at me expectantly.

I exploded immediately. My cock fired at least five thick salvos of seed through her open lips and into the back of her throat. She maintained eye contact the entire time, and when I finally stopped spurting her tendrils began gently massaging my balls as if trying to ensure they were completely empty. I had never felt this thoroughly consumed even with three separate girls sucking me off.

"Gods...fucking...shit!" I stammered, grabbing the shelf on the wall to keep myself upright. The Succubi of legend had siphoned the life force out of males, and I honestly felt like that was what Kaveri had just done to me.

"So virile," she breathed after she had leaned back her head and swallowed my bountiful offering. "In the Dominion, you would be highly coveted as a breeder."

I blinked, still trying to recover from the shockwaves. "What?"

"Just something my instructors used to say," Kaveri said, smiling and licking at her lips. Her tendrils continued tickling my balls. "Do you feel better?"

"I don't think I've ever felt this good in my life," I gasped.

Kaveri giggled and licked at the tip. "I cannot allow you to spoil me, but I would be happy to satisfy you as many times as you desire during this trip," she said. "My offer extends to your partner as well."

"I don't think my partner knows what sex is," I muttered.

"I would be delighted to show him." She grinned and shrugged. "Or you can keep me to yourself, master. Whatever you prefer."

I wiped my brow and tried to steady my knees. I still wasn't sure whether I could walk or not. "I, uh...I really should go and check on him."

"As you wish," Kaveri said, running her tongue along the still-swollen tip of my cock. "But are you certain you do not require additional relief? I sense that you have not spilled for some time."

You have to get out of this room before you dig yourself an even deeper grave. You know Gol Zabras's reputation—you know what he'll do to you if he finds out you have been face-fucking his slave.

Then again, I've already crossed that line once. What's the harm in crossing it again? It's not like he can kill me twice.

"On second thought, maybe I do have a little bit left for you," I said, curling my fingers around her horns again. They really were the perfect hand-holds—almost certainly be design. "If you're sure it's what you want."

Kaveri smiled as she ran her tongue across the length of my rapidly-hardening shaft. "There is nothing in the galaxy I want more."

***

The cockpit was only a fifteen second walk from the guest quarters, but I somehow made the journey last a whole minute. I simultaneously felt more contented and ashamed than I had in a very long time, and I could already feel Raxyl's yellow eyes judging me for it.

He will know. He always knows.

Sighing, I braced myself for the inevitable and opened the door to the cockpit. The Kali was fiddling with the computer while the autopilot continued steering us through the jump corridor.

"Our guest is...settled," I told him. "But she still claims she doesn't know anything about why the Convectorate is after her."

"And you, after thorough consideration, believe her," Raxyl said.

I could tell from the smug blue shimmer in his scales that he knew exactly what had happened. "It wasn't that thorough," I said. "I honestly don't know what to think."

"I think that we will forfeit a considerable amount of our fee once Gol Zabras realizes that you have spoiled his prize."

"I didn't spoil her!" I protested. "We just talked."

"If that were true, your belt would not be on backwards."

I glanced down and swore under my breath. "Okay, we did a little more than talk. But it was all her idea!"

"Of that, I have no doubt," Raxyl replied mildly. "She is a Velothi Succubus designed specifically to seduce human males, and your meager willpower is woefully inadequate."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," I muttered.

His scales rippled pink—the Kali equivalent of a shrug. "I am merely stating the truth. You have several useful skills, but resisting the charms of young women is not one of them."

"If you don't trust my judgement, you're free to go and interrogate her yourself."

"I doubt that would produce any additional results, given that I am not a telepath. However, I suspect we will learn more about her via the surveillance equipment I placed in the room."

I blinked. "You bugged the guest quarters?"

"Yes."

"When?"

"A long time ago."

I bit down on my lip. So he had seen and heard everything Kaveri had just done to me—that was fucking fantastic. If Raxyl weren't a Kali, I would have assumed he was just some kind of voyeuristic weirdo. Still...when I pushed past my reflexive embarrassment, I realized this was actually a pretty damn good idea.

"Has she done anything suspicious yet?" I asked.

"No," Raxyl said, tapping one of his monitors and enlarging the camera feed. "After your departure, she returned to the bed and has been staring out the window ever since."

He was right; Kaveri was lying casually on the bed, her tail slowly swishing back and forth as she peered out the window. She looked genuinely fascinated, which again meant she was either telling the truth about her background...

Or she was a professional who knew there was a good chance she was being surveilled.

"I'm not sure what kind of con she could be running," I murmured. "What would her endgame be? If everything went as planned, she would still be asleep until we reached her master."

The Kali's scales shimmered a thoughtful black. "I have been considering the possibilities. None seem as especially plausible."

"Well, let's start with the obvious: what if she has a Convectorate bounty on her head? What if this is all just an elaborate ruse to smuggle herself across the sector?"

"That strikes me as an overly elaborate plan for something as trivial as smuggling," Raxyl said. "Why bother with a stasis chamber when she could simply hide within the cargo of a normal freighter?"

"I don't know," I admitted. "But I still refuse to believe that those Vec drones were chasing us by accident. She must have some kind of bounty on her head. Did you have a chance to access the Holosphere?"

"Yes, but I did not find any relevant records or bounties."

I pursed my lips. "So we'll need to browse the less official channels. When we reach Vrassk-Ka, we can poke around and see if the Rakashi know anything. Maybe the Vecs want to keep it quiet—maybe there's no bounty because the Intelligence Ministry is after her."

"That is a disturbing thought, but it is not inconceivable," Raxyl said. "Perhaps we should reconsider our destination. Just because Vrassk-Ka is within Rakashi space doesn't mean it will be free of Convectorate spies. Quite the opposite, in fact."

"But the spies won't have any backup," I pointed out. "And they'll be so busy trying to snoop on the Rakashi that they might not have time for us. I don't know, I think we might be better off just trying to blend into a huge crowd than hitting up some tiny port."

"You may be right." Raxyl paused for a moment. "We should arrive in approximately eleven hours."

"Who knows? Maybe our guest will incriminate herself by then and answer all our questions."

"I find that highly unlikely."

I glanced back over to the camera monitor as I slid into the pilot's chair. "Yeah," I murmured. "So do I."